Keeping your grandmother in my thoughts, askye.
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Best to your grandma, askye. Thinking of you.
Best to you and your grandma.
It's the beginning of the new semester, so it's once again time for my "I talked to you about having my back-to-back classes in the same building, and you said it was fine, so why does my schedule now say that I've got back-to-back classes on opposite sides of campus?" emails. Argh.
BTDT, although not as an instructor.
I spilled water on my keyboard . I'm using tthe onscreen one and ii sucks. I'm letting it dry out and will pick up a cheap back up or maybe it will be a replacement .
OK, the person who does the course scheduling for the math department says he'll look into it. Apparently the person in charge of scheduling rooms for the university quit a little while ago, and the new person doesn't really know what they're doing, so a lot of things are getting messed up.
A couple of friends and I went to a coffee shop for a knitting night tonight, which was fun. (Well, technically, I was crocheting.)
askye, I'm sorry. All sorts of ~ma for you and your grandmother.
Hil, I hope that it gets fixed soon. I was supposed to have classrooms moved both in high school and college to make it easier for me, and it always got messed up.
TCG is back to work after our Cape Cod vacation and ltc is cranky.
Grandma still hasn't had surgery yet the surgeon is running behind
My brain is disappointing. I was researching moving resources and discovered professional movers for what I need are in my budget and will do more of the work than I anticipated. So some of my existential dread transformed into hopeful anticipation. And I immediately became worried at feeling such an alien emotion, wondering what was wrong with me.
I wonder what I'll dread when I successfully move.
(for added brain weasels, I actually relax a little when I identify something to be concerned about, like I'm finding something to distract the bad fairies who go around looking for happy people they can curse.)